How Far Have You Pushed Your Luck?
After talking with Brian this evening, I revisited some of the times I have simply said, "you know what? Fuck that job".
I know that most of y’all are used to Brian being the calm voice of reason to my usual flying off of the handle about whatever it is about the handle that is pissing me off at the moment, but let me tell y’all: Brian has a long fuse, but it’s dipped in kerosene. His ass will ignite when the conditions are right.
He’s .38 hot today. He has a problem child at the job, and apparently the upper management has temporarily requested that Bman trade in his hardhat and name badge for a baby monitor and a ticket down to romper room. I’m not playing, that’s how it’s happening, essentially.
There’s absolutely nothing worse than dead weight. At the job, it can make you almost unhinge because you think of how hard you work, and watch some slug snotting up the whole damned joint doing absolutely nothing like the vile overgrown maggot that they are.
I have been in those shoes (well, no offense BMan, but I’m in the Pradas and I’ll be wearing my own damned shoes, thanks :) Y'all get the gist. I know what it feels like to work for my 42nd day straight and manage a staff of people who constantly drag ass in late and use any excuse they thought might work to take the early cut. The people who take every shortcut, who never seem to give a damn about the quality of their work and, honestly, you just want to say, “why in the actual fuck do you keep showing up?”
I used to think about all of the great people I knew that would kill to have the $300 shift I just watched this little girl stand at the end of the bar and bitch about having to be there to work, and it still makes me angry. Some people just don’t have a work ethic that is worth a damn, and it’s one of the things that gets me hopping mad.
I freelance now. I put in a solid 14 hours every day, usually a couple more, because I’m building something over here, and I know the second I stop treating it like it’s all that matters to me, it’s going to stop treating me like I matter to it.
I have walked off of a job before because of the shit that has B so angry, and it was the only reasonable response I had at the time because I was going to catch an assault charge if I didn’t grab my purse and shoot the bird to everyone on my way out. When you allow one lazy asshole to poison the well, it will infect your whole team. I have watched it happen.
Unfortunately, it seems like it doesn’t work in the opposite direction. One lazy slacker will start to kill the morale of the entire staff, but one driven person isn’t going to pull your entire staff out of the breakroom and back to work before the 15-minute break is up.
Which one of the groups do you belong to? Are you the one doing all of the clock watching, or are you still grinding it out when the rest of the team is lined up at the timeclock? Tell me your thoughts, Bitchfaces.
First, you’re entirely correct, one shitty attitude will infect and corrupt and entire crew. For good reason.
Clearly communicated, consistently enforced expectations are essential to the high moral and productivity in a workplace.
When one person is allowed to disregard those expectations the result of their work is below standard. Which effects the team and now the entire teams work is below standard or the rest of the team picks up their slack, working harder.
Hell ya the rest of the team gets pissed.
It leaves a bad taste in your mouth when people are held to a lower standard. Either they deserve to be on the team, or they don’t. If they don’t it isn’t fair to the team to keep them there.
I always clarified that they knew the expectation the first time I addressed it, just so they couldn’t say they didn’t know. Then I let them be the master of their own destiny.
I hate laziness at work. It’s so disrespectful to everyone else. I’m lazy at home sometimes, but no one pays me to be there and meet an established standard. I didn’t commit to April level floor waxing every day. I would never do that, I know myself too well. I am careful about what I commit to lol.
It sucks so much that BMan is stuck in this position. Especially since I feel like I know him well enough to know that if there was another option, he would take it.
I'm a grinder, for sure, and sadly, the least productive and most disruptive staff member is the boss. Now that we're "officially" shut down, I've been called to go into the office EVERY SINGLE DAY this week. WTF? Oh, had to transfer the payment for the new Porshe. Had to login to his machine and send him some personal files because he hasn't bothered to set up his VPN.
I'm very! good at my job and it is my comfort zone and confidence spot, which is why it's all the more infuriating when I feel disrespected and my skill set is inanely utilized.
Life circumstances have left me in a position where I can walk away from work if I choose, and lately, I'm thinking a walk might do me a world of good...
Rant over.
BG - sorry you're having to put up with the bullshit, it really sucks! I know how hard you're working to achieve your education, life and career goals; hopefully you'll get switched off babysitter duties sooner than later. Hang in there, my friend!